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Want Malia. Want our mate,his cougar replied wistfully.
Me, too, cat. But she didn’t ask me to stay when I gave her the chance.
Then, unexpectedly, his phone chimed with a new text message. He grabbed it off the nightstand and saw that it was from Malia.
Hey, are you having insomnia, too? My wolf isn’t letting me sleep. It’s kicking up a fuss about you not being here.
Relief and joy surged through him.Yeah. I thought it was just me and my stupid cat.
Do you want to come over? I have a king-sized bed, and I think it’s the only way we’re going to get any rest tonight.
He felt a smile stretch his mouth.Be right there.
A few raindrops hit him as he left his cabin. He saw a flash of distant lightning over the mountains.
When Malia answered the tap on her door a few moments later, she was clad in a knee-length nightshirt, and her hair was adorably tousled.
Lucas had donned hard-soled slippers and pajamas before leaving his cabin. He had the bundle of his clothing and hunter’s orange safety vest tucked under his arm.
“Thanks for coming over,” she said, following him into her bedroom. She added, sounding shy, “I know it’s late. I wasn’t sure—I mean, I didn’t want to bother you.”
She stood next to her bed, her body language radiating uncertainty. He’d forgotten how young she was.
He dropped his clothing on the floor, and took her in his arms.
“You’re my mate now,” he said, trying to infuse reassurance into his voice. “I really wanted to stay with you tonight, but I didn’t think you wanted company.”
She leaned into his embrace, and he felt her soft huff of laughter against his chest. “And here I was thinking the same thing—that you needed some space after dinner. I guess we should have just used our words.”
Now it was Lucas’s turn to chuckle. “Funny, I tell my daughters that all the time.” He dropped a kiss on Malia’s hair. “Hey, I appreciate the invitation into your bed. I’m sure you’re still trying to deal with this thing that’s happened to us.”
“What if my way of dealing with it is to be with you?” Malia’s voice sounded small and even more uncertain.
She went up on tiptoes, putting her arms around his neck. Her soft breasts pressed against his chest, and her mouth was hot and sweet as she kissed him.
Lucas groaned and pulled her tight against him, hungrily deepening the kiss. His cock, clearly unsatisfied by the solo session earlier, sprang to eager life.
Together, they sank onto her bed, hands and mouths roving. Malia’s nightshirt was the first to go, following by her panties and Lucas’s PJs and underwear.
What followed was a slow, sweet exploration as they explored each other’s bodies, discovering all of their most sensitive spots, and learning how to best please each other.
Eventually, Lucas found himself on his back with Malia straddling his hips. She lowered herself on his length, and he reveled in the sight of her lush body undulating against him and her muscled thighs flexing as she rode him with uninhibited joy in lovemaking.
Sex with her was even more incredible than it had been the first time. He helped her across the home stretch by reaching down to where they were joined, and stroking her bud until the flutter of her climax began deep inside her.
That triggered his own release. He fell off the precipice as she cried out hoarsely and convulsed with pleasure on top of him.
Lucas fell asleep with Malia cuddled his arms, and the steady drumming of rain on the cabin’s metal roof.
His last conscious thought was that despite the shitstorm that was about to descend on them, he liked being mated to her.
I’ll find a way to make everything work out, he vowed silently.
Chapter 15
Thursday, August 12
Lucas woke up to the buzz of an incoming text.
